I miss my job, I’ve never missed a job before. I feel more heartbroken rn than breakups I’ve had in the past. I worked 10 sometimes 12 hr days, often weekends. Sometimes i felt like an audition email robot, but I really did love it. It’s been a week and I’ve had multiple therapy sessions. How am I still crying about this? I feel insane. I just hope I can do this kind of work again.